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 1 For the end, concerning the morning aid, a Psalm of David.  
  2 O God, my God, attend to me: why hast thou forsaken me?  
The account of my transgressions is far from my salvation.   
 3 O my God, I will cry to thee by day, but thou wilt not hear:  
And by night, and it shall not be accounted for folly to me.   
 4 But thou, the praise of Israel, dwellest in a sanctuary.   
 5 Our fathers hoped in thee;  
They hoped, and thou didst deliver them.   
 6 They cried to thee, and were saved:  
They hoped in thee, and were not ashamed.   
 7 But I am a worm, and not a man;  
A reproach of men, and scorn of the people.   
 8 All that saw me mocked me:  
They spoke with their lips, they shook the head, saying,   
 9 He hoped in the Lord: let him deliver him,  
Let him save him, because he takes pleasure in him.   
 10 For thou art he that drew me out of the womb;  
My hope from my mother’s breasts.   
 11 I was cast on thee from the womb:  
Thou art my God from my mother’s belly.   
 12 Stand not aloof from me; for affliction is near;  
For there is no helper.   
 13 Many bullocks have compassed me:  
Fat bulls have beset me round.   
 14 They have opened their mouth against me,  
As a ravening and roaring lion.   
 15 I am poured out like water,  
And all my bones are loosened:  
My heart in the midst of my belly is become like melting wax.   
 16 My strength is dried up like a potsherd;  
And my tongue is glued to my throat;  
And thou hast brought me down to the dust of death.   
 17 For many dogs have compassed me:  
The assembly of the wicked doers has beset me round:  
They pierced my hands and my feet.   
 18 They counted all my bones;  
And they observed and looked upon me.   
 19 They parted my garments among themselves,  
And cast lots upon my raiment.   
 20 But thou, O Lord, remove not my help afar off:  
Be ready for mine aid.   
 21 Deliver my soul from the sword;  
My only begotten one from the power of the dog.   
 22 Save me from the lion’s mouth;  
And regard my lowliness from the horns of the unicorns.   
 23 I will declare thy name to my brethren:  
In the midst of the church will I sing praise to thee.   
 24 Ye that fear the Lord, praise him;  
All ye seed of Jacob, glorify him:  
Let all the seed of Israel fear him.   
 25 For he has not despised nor been angry at the supplication of the poor;  
Nor turned away his face from me;  
But when I cried to him, he heard me.   
 26 My praise is of thee in the great congregation:  
I will pay my vows before them that fear him.   
 27 The poor shall eat and be satisfied;  
And they shall praise the Lord that seek him:  
Their heart shall live forever.   
 28 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the Lord:  
And all the kindred of the nations shall worship before him.   
 29 For the kingdom is the Lord’s;  
And he is the governor of the nations.   
 30 All the fat ones of the earth have eaten and worshiped:  
All that go down to the earth shall fall down before him:  
My soul also lives to him.   
 31 And my seed shall serve him:  
The generation that is coming shall be reported to the Lord.   
 32 And they shall report his righteousness  
To the people that shall be born, whom the Lord has made.